Panacea
When hate tries to uproot
the seed love has planted,
it stays deeply embedded in the soil;
growing and flourishing.
When hate engenders drought,
love falls like rain
The panacea to hate is love.
Submitted for...
Strand Select U,Any Form ,Any Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 02/19/2020
Date written: 09/14/2019
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